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Current 93 - Judas As Black Moth

In the middle of the night
As the cats cry in the street
And the scent of flowers
Is heavy in your hair
The car sweeps by with the murdered child
The car sweeps by with the violated girl
The car sweeps by with its trunk full of death

What monster's we've become
What monster's we've become
I can't hear your voice
I can't see your face
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